OCD

Medicine

Naomi's POV

I wake up sweating, another nightmare not like the one I really lived though. I get up and walk down the stairs, I turn on the light three times and then got a glass of water.

"Hey hun, can't sleep?" my mom asks, she has been waking up when she hears me at night thankfully my mom has been able to sleep well but I get up almost everyday between 3:00 and 4:00 am and read a book or something.

"Yeah, did you talk to the psychiatrist the psychologist told you about?" I asked her and she sat down on the counter.

"Yes since we went with her, actually you have the appointment... today" she said and I just looked at her.

"At what hour?" I asked her, I just really want to get done with it.

"I think at 3:30 pm, I don't remember really well"she said and drank water.

"Okay, I'll go upstairs and read or do something" I said and she just nodded.

——————6 hours later

I just finished reading a book my aunt gave me, it was really good. I opened my book cabinet three times and put my book in, I made sure my book was closed six times and then closed the cabinet three times.

I showered and got ready for the day, my mom was making breakfast and we're going to the mall with Cara and Lea.

I walked downstairs and sat at the table after opening my chair three times, I was the first one there so I started eating and everyone joined me later.

I got my things and hurried to the car. We're currently driving to the mall, Lea said she wanted to help me buy some clothes so I'm a little bit nervous.

We arrive at the mall and Lea takes me to stores while Cara and mom go to other stores. She takes me to Forever 21, Aeropostale, Hollister and other few stores; she ended up buying me a lot of clothes even though the money was from mom.

We got together with mom and Cara in the food court to eat something before we went to my psychiatrist appointment. We ate sushi and then we left.

We arrive at the hospital and we go to the level where his office is and the assistant takes my blood pressure and asks a few other things. After a few minutes the doctor comes out and calls my name.

"Hey Naomi, how are you doing?" He asks.

"I'm fine thank you" I say and he shakes my hand.

"Well I'm Dr. Chase and I'll be helping you in whatever you need" he says and types something into the computer, I can't help but count the times he types a letter.

"Well I see you have OCD and now you have PTSD, so we have to combine your medicine" he says and looks at me in the eye.

"Yeah" I say and freak out.

"Alright can you tell me a little about your OCD?"he asks.

"Sure, well I have this thing with numbers I don't like odd numbers but I always use the number 3 because I see it as a bad number and if I don't use it I feel something bad can happen" I say and he types it in.

"I also have superstitious thoughts as a result I don't step on line divisions in the floor, on railways and on sewer covers"I say and my mom looks at me.

"Okay well, you have insomnia now right?" he asks.

"Yeah, I get nightmares" I say and he nods.

"Okay well I'm going to give you a medicine that will help you sleep and I'll amount the dosage you are taking from your OCD, I'll also give you a medicine called Clonazepam but its liquid so when you have a panic attack you need to drink 2 drops of it" he says and writes it down.

"Alright" I say and he hands me the prescription.

"You'll be much better, get an appointment for next month with the assistant beauty, I'll see you then" he says and we shake his hand.

"Thank you, see you later" I say and we leave the office.

Great now I have to drink more medicine.